It is almost mid-winter. The daylight hours are short and I find myself tucked up in bed earlier than usual weaving baskets or hand-stitching hectic patchworks from fabric scraps. I always find myself a winter craft - something that requires dexterity but little thought. I love drifting into the process and letting my mind wander to the far off realms of the psyche. Lately I have been thinking a lot about the nature of life and peace and the journeys that our existence requir
Oh what beautiful days these have been! May has been a glorious month of mild weather and sunshine. The world around here looks green and lush and sparkling and I've been milking every day of its loveliness. When it is time to go to bed I regret that each day is over because I've been enjoying the flow of each golden day. I've been strolling through gardens, weaving baskets, digging in the earth, pottering in domesticity, antiquing, and weekend adventuring. What could be love
Every time I sit down to write in my blog I marvel at how much time has passed since my last post. So much for a weekly writing practice in 2019! I should know better than to make any New Years resolutions! So, it is the first day of the third month of 2019 already and I have to say that it has been a pleasant, calm and peaceful couple of months. I have slid right into an easy momentum and created a routine that consists of gardening, painting, basket making, and domesticity.